Chapter 29 Is there any business that is more profitable than selling a kidney?
Su Xian watched as the middle-aged man with a disability imitated his own example and squatted down. He had a disability and squatted very hard, but he was careful and did not fall down in the end.
Then he leisurely picked up a cigarette and started smoking.
Blowing out smoke rings, he looked at Su Xian in confusion and asked, "Why don't you scold me anymore? Don't tell me that you think you should let me go because I am a disabled person..."
Su Xian: "Are you sick?"
The man closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then shook his head and said: "No, I don't feel the curse anymore. The sentence you just said really made me think of me as an ordinary person. It feels very comfortable..."
"You are really sick."
"I don't feel this sentence either..."
"Okay, I'm sick, and I'm actually arguing with you... Do you have any cigarettes?"
Smelling the familiar smell of cigarettes... I didn't expect that things from ancient times could still be handed down, but it's not surprising when I think about it. There are probably countless words describing cigarettes in Qidian's novels. Those talents can even figure out the method of cultivation.
Come out, just a cigarette, what's the point?
But I am addicted to smoking...
Su Xian felt that his mouth was beginning to itch. Unfortunately, smoking was not allowed before the age of twenty, especially monks... which meant that he would be in a state of quitting smoking for a long time.
"You're still a kid, right? How old are you this year?"
"You don't care how old I am. In terms of smoking age, I'm much older than you. Do you believe it?"
"I'm warning you, don't take the cigarette I gave you and tell people that I teach bad children."
The middle-aged man took a cigarette out of his pocket and handed it to Su Xian.
Su Xian took it and held it in his mouth skillfully. With a mistake of his fingers, he snapped his fingers, and a weak flame appeared on his fingertips. He lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and spit out a round smoke ring.
come out.
The original Thunder Flame spell.
Su Tao once laughed at him for saying it could only be used to light cigarettes, but for Su Xian now, it was enough to light cigarettes.
"Good posture!"
The middle-aged man sighed in admiration and asked: "Young man, what is your name?"
"Su Xian! What about you..."
"Yuan Shu."
"I know you are Uncle Yuan. You called yourself yourself just now. What I asked was your name..."
"My name is Yuan Shu, the forgiving Shu."
Maybe it's because they are both smokers, or maybe this Yuan Shu really likes to be scolded. Anyway, the two of them were tit for tat just now, but now, they are already puffing away. It looks like they have been smoking for many years.
Friends.
He vomited for a while.
Yuan Shu glanced at Su Xian and asked, "Young man, are you unhappy with anything? Tell me and make your uncle Yuan happy..."
"I originally came here to buy something, but after walking around the street, I didn't buy anything at all, and then I became a little worried..."
Su Xian sighed: "I need money. I originally wanted to find a job, but now I find that I can't even buy anything. If I really want to find a job, I probably don't even know where to look for a job."
He took a long drag on the cigarette. Although he was already a long-time smoker, this was his first time smoking as Su Xian. An unprecedented dizziness lingered in his brain, and then the true energy was forcibly expelled from his body.
Comfortable!!!
It's better now. Smoking is no longer harmful to health.
He threw the finished cigarette on the ground and took another one handed over by Yuan Shu.
He sighed: "But I have already boasted so much in front of my family."
"Well...you are just a student, so you can only work half a day. It's not easy to find a job."
Yuan Shu thought for a while and asked: "You want to support the family, right? The young man is more responsible than I thought. Speaking of which, your Uncle Yuan has some connections, and the salary may be lower, but half a day's work should be enough
You can still find it.”
"How low? Can you earn 100,000 star coins in half a year?"
Yuan Shu immediately stretched out his hand to cover his chest, took a deep breath, stared at Su Xian, and said: "Young man, you are going too far, one hundred thousand in half a year... With such a good opportunity, I would have kept it for myself."
Now, it’s still your turn? Well...but, actually, it’s not impossible.”
"Really?!"
Su Xian thought to himself: Could it be that I met a noble person when I went out?
"Of course... you should know that these days, rich people are very afraid of death, but it is inevitable that there will be accidents of this kind in the world, such as heart failure, kidney failure, liver cirrhosis, etc... artificial internal organs
No matter how good it is, it's still not as good as the original, even if it's someone else's original, you understand, right? Boy, you are a student, your internal organs should be much stronger than normal people, well, in my estimation, one liver plus two kidneys
, I guess it’s enough.”
"This...is there any way to avoid self-harm?"
"Go and look for it in the Constitution. There are probably a lot of things recorded in it."
Su Xian refused to give up and said, "Actually... 80,000 is fine."
"Not even 50,000 yuan. Even if you, Uncle Yuan, and I, this store is completely my own. Without rent, I can't earn 100,000 yuan a year. You see, I am now forced to do a side job."
With that said, Yuan Shu reluctantly got up, walked to the door of the store, and pulled out a small table from the door. The table was filled with messy little things.
He said: "Did you see that, Uncle Yuan, I sold spiritual cards, but the business was sluggish? Now why don't you just collect some random things and sell them as antiques? To be honest, you may not be able to sell one in a month.
But for the sake of livelihood... I was so frightened when I saw those law enforcement officers that my business license does not allow me to sell this thing."
"Lingka..."
Su Xian naturally knew about the spirit card. In fact, he was able to come to this world thanks to the seventh-level spirit card.
The so-called spirit card is actually to use a spirit pattern pen to trace the pulse of the spell on the card, and then inject the true essence into it. Because it is already full of power, when you need to use it, you only need a small amount of true essence to activate it.
If you are in a dangerous situation, your true energy is limited, and you are likely to be stretched thin. Spirit cards are equivalent to extra stored true energy, which is extremely convenient.
Indeed, Yuan Shu's store doesn't look big, but it's not small either. It's about a hundred square meters, and the walls are all filled with flickering spiritual cards!
Most of them are first- and second-level spirit cards, but the prices are not low, all around three hundred and four hundred star coins... As for the third- and fourth-level cards, the prices are even higher.
"Don't look at the high price, the purchase price is also high. Those Lingka masters all have eyes on their foreheads. They will raise the price when they say it. They are very difficult to serve."
Yuan Shu complained.
"So you sell antiques...well, it doesn't look like antiques..."
"They were all found by scavengers. I don't know their origins, but they were all found in the dark forest. It's quite bluffing to say that they were found."
The dark forest is where alien beasts live, and it is also a paradise for scavengers. There are countless alien beasts living in it. The materials on these alien beasts are very valuable, so naturally they attract many people to flock to them, even... before Su Tao
It was this dark forest that we went to!
"These... these things..."
Su Xian looked at it, and his eyes lit up unconsciously.